Chapter 1229 It Should Be

The leaders' cars drove away one after another, but the town was still bustling, and all the restaurants were crowded. On such a day, it was worth drinking some wine to celebrate.

Feng Yiping did not go to the company, but followed Huang Chengzhong to his home. On the road, there were people smiling and greeting them, "Hey, you're going home,"

"Go home quickly, the little guy probably misses you,"

Several reporters who followed were stopped from a distance, "Be honest," someone said with Feng Yiping's words just now.

Of course, this was a joke, and they were smiling when they said this.

Those reporters were not persistent, they just tried it out of habit, and did not think about digging out any explosive news.

Sometimes, digging up explosive news is not necessarily a good thing.

In fact, some people have heard some rumors about Feng Yiping's personal affairs, but so far, no media has chosen to break it.

The protection of the privacy of their families by the rich is more necessary than that of celebrities, and they can understand it.

Of course, Feng Yiping's previous harsh words to the media and his ruthlessness to those media that provoked him are also one of the reasons why they are so honest.

It can be predicted that if Feng Yiping's spouse does not appear in public at relevant occasions and does not hold an open position in Jiasheng, it will be difficult for him to be exposed.

Huang Chengzhong walked slowly, and greeted people he met with a smile along the way, "Yes, let's go home," "Yes, Yiping will stay in the town at night," "Come to my house when you are free,"

He introduced Feng Yiping while speaking, "This is so-and-so,"

Feng Yiping followed and politely called people, and generally received sincere thanks. The people he met had family members working in the company.

Walking along the way, he really stopped every few steps, but Feng Yiping was not in a hurry and was very patient. This kind of thing should be done.

When he was about to reach the door of his house, Huang Chengzhong took the time to say to Feng Yiping, "You haven't been to my office yet, right? How about going to my office and sitting down?"

"Okay," Feng Yiping really hadn't been to his office. In fact, he rarely went to the town government.

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The town government was naturally very lively today. In the meeting room on the first floor, the discussion was very heated. It was a gathering of village heads.

The atmosphere here was particularly high. Feng Yiping looked at the staff inside, each of them walking with their heads held high, and felt like laughing. They all looked like big geese.

"Mayor Huang, oh, Yiping, you are here too, what a rare guest," the one who greeted him saw Huang Chengzhong first, and then saw Feng Yiping following behind him.

Immediately, the corridors on the third floor were full of people.

"Hello, hello everyone," Feng Yiping smiled and greeted everyone. He looked for his uncle but couldn't find him.

"It's not like we haven't seen each other before when we go back to work," Huang Chengzhong said with a smile.

"Mayor, we often see you, but we don't often see Yiping,"

At the grassroots level, there is no strict hierarchy, and Huang Chengzhong is a man without airs, so everyone joked around the two of them.

"There are more things to do now than before, why don't you go back to work? Let's go," Huang Chengzhong pushed those guys into the office one by one, and took Feng Yiping to his office, "That's it," he opened the door.

"Oh, come in later," he went in first, and immediately came out with a pair of tongs and ran to the next door, "Lao Zhang, give me some charcoal,"

After a while, he came back from the next door with a piece of red-hot charcoal, "I'll light the brazier first,"

Feng Yiping then noticed something, "No air conditioner installed?"

"No, don't come in yet, it's dusty," Huang Chengzhong leaned over and blew on the pile of charcoal in the brazier.

Yes, up to now, his office has not installed air conditioner.

"This is what County Magistrate Sheng meant,"

In fact, it's not just him. Now all the offices in the government have no air conditioner. The original ones, including the one installed by the former town mayor Wang Ganqing, were all dismantled by Sheng Zheng and given to the town primary school.

In his words, as long as there is still one school in the town that has not solved the winter heating problem, the town government will resolutely not install it.

This is what he said after he came back from a visit to the school below.

Sheng Zheng was concerned about this issue because Feng Yiping had mentioned more than once during an interview that he could not sit still in the classroom in winter when going to school. He donated money to Liangjiahe Middle School to build a reading room that could keep everyone warm in winter.

Sheng Zheng, who grew up in the provincial capital, did not have any direct experience of such a situation. When they went to school as children, at least there was a stove in the classroom.

After he went down this time, he had an objective understanding of this matter, especially the schools in the villages below, which were generally built alone in a relatively open place, mostly brick and tile houses, and there were no other buildings around to block them. When you walked in, it was really windy everywhere, and the more you sat, the colder it got.

As someone who already had children, he felt really sad when he saw some children's fingers swollen from the cold. However, the school also had difficulties. Burning firewood for heating? Burning it every day would not be a small amount. There were no coal mines in the local area, and even if there were, the school's funds were not sufficient...

Speaking of which, this was still caused by the government's excessive debts.

So as soon as we returned to the town, we made that decision. As for some people's dissatisfaction, he said, "When we feel cold, we can close the door tightly and walk around, but those children, no matter how cold it is, can only sit there for 45 minutes."

Feng Yiping listened to Huang Chengzhong's narration and looked outside the door, "They are actually pretty good,"

"Yes, they who grew up in big cities are more caring than some cadres who were born and raised in the country,"

The ones who grew up in big cities are naturally the original Guo Guojian and the current Sheng Zheng. The ones who were born and raised are naturally the former mayor Wang Ganqing who is now sitting on the bench.

In fact, this does not rule out the fact that these native cadres have stayed here for a long time and have become numb after seeing such situations. Guo Guojian and Sheng Zheng will turn a blind eye to things that touch them greatly.

"Do you want me to buy a batch of stoves first?"

Feng Yiping didn't talk about air conditioning. Most schools in the town are still high-ceiling brick buildings with large spaces and poor airtightness. Two air conditioners for one classroom are probably not enough.

Not to mention the heating effect, after three or four months of cold weather, the electricity bill will be more expensive than buying an air conditioner, so many schools may not be able to afford it.

"No, Magistrate Sheng has ordered a large number of coal stoves for heating. Starting from the most remote schools, they will be installed in the next two days. Zhiyi and Cai Lei expressed their position on behalf of the company and are responsible for the coal stoves burned by the schools. ,"

"It's good to do this, but you can't take everything on yourself,"

Feng Yiping didn't know much about this, but it was true that there was no need to make a special trip to report such a small matter to him.

"I hope the next deputy county magistrate sent to the town will think this way. There is still a school in the town that has not been converted into a reinforced concrete building. We will definitely not build a new town government office building,"

"What you said makes sense," Huang Chengzhong poured him a glass of hot water, "Then I guarantee that the next deputy county magistrate will think so,"

Feng Yiping believes that Huang Chengzhong now does have the ability to influence the thoughts of the top person in charge in the town.

"Uncle, do you have something to tell me?" Feng Yiping took the initiative to ask.

Huang Chengzhong rubbed the glass filled with boiling water, "I have something I want to discuss with you. Your parents should be anxious to let Jingping and the others go home? What I mean is to stay in the town for two days first and wait for Sunday. , let’s go back to Huangjiapu together, what do you think?”

"It should, it should," Feng Yiping said quickly.

"Jingping hasn't been back for several years. We should go up there and stay for a few days."

She hadn't been back to Huangjiapu for a year or two. When she came back this time, she brought a daughter who was over one year old. Feng Yiping should stand next to her.

"That's good. You should make it clear to your parents on the phone. I mainly want to think about it. You are too busy at home and abroad and have too many things to do. You may not have any free time during the Spring Festival. Take advantage of the time now. Just go back with Jingping and the others,"

"Uncle, I want to tell you about this..."

"I know," Huang Chengzhong interrupted, "I know my daughter, most of the time she doesn't have any ideas, but once she has made up her mind, no matter how hard she tries, nothing can be done to persuade her. It doesn't matter, it's a new era now, you guys support her. Okay, Amanda is fine, that’s fine, you are still young, why are you so anxious?”

The main reason is that his daughter is determined not to be in a hurry now, and there is really nothing he can do.

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"Asleep, like a little pig, not choosing a place at all," Huang Jingping came back with her hair loose.

Amanda slept in the guest room, and Feng Yiping lived with Huang Jingping for the first time in the boudoir where she had not lived for a few days.

"You haven't seen the excitement at home today. There are so many people stuffing red envelopes. My mouth is dry talking about it."

Feng Yiping was impatient to hear that and lifted the quilt, "Come in quickly, it's cold outside."

"I'm not cold,"

"Then I'm cold." It was the first time that he lived in her house openly and in the same bed, and the richest man Feng was a little frightened.

"The air conditioner is turned on to 28 degrees. Is it still cold?"

After this day, Huang Jingping, who was actually a little nervous at first, finally calmed down and said, "Tell me, does Amanda look like you or me?"

"They're all alike, they're all alike," Feng Yiping anxiously pulled her toward the quilt.

"Be honest," Huang Jingping patted his hand and laughed, "This is a mantra of many people now, aren't you a little proud?"